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eeyonkee
Trad climber
Golden, CO
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Topic Author's Original Post - Jul 20, 2017 - 05:59pm PT
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You know how sometimes you post something that you think is so damn funny that you expect that you are going to get several posts about how damn funny your post was? Here are my observations about that.
I'm less funny than I thought I was (which I actually suspected).
I might as well reveal to you what I think my funniest stuff is. Here's mine (see below). Let's hear yours.
On the Road to Lucille thread.
So, vision and determination, eh? Closest thing I got is fear of failure and that chart that MH2 came up with.
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steve s
Trad climber
eldo
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Jul 20, 2017 - 06:02pm PT
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^^^your suspicions are correct.
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MH2
Boulder climber
Andy Cairns
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Jul 20, 2017 - 06:04pm PT
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Pretty sure I am always good for a laugh, though too few realize that.
edit:
I went back to The Road to Lucille.
Sure enough, the chart link was snipped by photobucket.
Here's a crude reconstruction of the scene.
eeyonkee posts the news that he is going to train for Lucille.
briefly:
14 Feb 2011
Here's my list of things to do
Visualization, visualization, visualization! (number 3 of 5)
Am I missing anything?
others offer advice
eeyonkee responds
scuffy, you make me see that I wasn't explicit enough. I mean things that I can do that are relatively EASY! Like sleeping an extra two hours a day or eating some ginkgobilobanuts.
from a thing called the Visual Thesaurus
It looked like part of the map was roadless.
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Lynne Leichtfuss
Trad climber
Will know soon
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Jul 20, 2017 - 08:16pm PT
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This ones easy....I've never been funny. Oh, except way bitd ..... the 3 man cot thread. Ignorance can create funny. :)
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Fritz
Social climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Jul 20, 2017 - 08:42pm PT
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Yeah, a few people here like what I think are funny posts. The rest of you are lacking in humour.
Finally he said: “I’ll tell you what happened, but you have to swear not to tell anyone.”
It had been a slow day of retail in my Moscow, Idaho outdoor store during summer 1974. All my customers were out having “summer fun.” Suddenly: there was hope! I recognized the customer who had just walked in.
He was one of three forestry students I made friends with a month before. They had won a contract with the Forest Service to “thin trees”. They would work all summer 60 miles east of Moscow: cutting down numerous small trees to give the surviving ones a better chance to grow and prosper.
These gents bought good gear: North Face sleeping bags, quality accessories, and what I believed to be the best 3-man tent then available, the Sierra Designs 3-man. I think the 3-man retailed for $150.00: which was big money in 1974. I sold them my one in stock and immediately ordered a replacement.
Today my customer wanted another Sierra Designs 3-man tent. I was excited and nearly giddy about selling another of my best and most favorite tent. He was reserved and grumpy.
I couldn’t help myself: I asked him if they had more people working with them. He said no. I asked if they had found the 3-man tent too crowded for an entire summer of sleeping together. He said no.
There was an uncomfortable silence, while he looked around the store.
After a while he “loosened up,” and told the story.
I first had to swear a scared oath to “keep my mouth shut” about it.
He explained it had been nearly a month of tree thinning and “Spartan living”, until they received their first government paycheck. Then they visited the local town of Bovill, and stocked up on food and other supplies.
Of course they bought a little whiskey.
That night the three of them, had a party in camp. The whiskey got nipped on. They built up a big bonfire. More whiskey was “sampled.”
Sometime during the fun, one of them cracked-open a new gallon of Coleman Fuel (white gas), poured some in a cup, and tossed the gas on the bonfire. The fire flared up, and everyone danced and laughed.
Sometime later, after a little more whiskey, one of them filled a used orange juice can with Coleman Fuel, pushed the top back onto it and tossed it into the fire. They all ran back from the fire, and screamed and hooted, as the slight explosion tossed out embers and flame.
They had a little more whiskey.
At this point in the festivities, my customer took the remainder of the gallon of Coleman Fuel, strode forward, and placed the sealed container in the middle of the bonfire.
After a slight pause, to reflect on the consequences: they all ran into the trees.
Nothing happened for what seemed like a long time.
After a while, his buddies cornered my customer, and told him to run back into camp and kick the gallon can out of the fire.
He finally made the run, and as he neared the bonfire: he saw that the can of fuel was glowing “cherry red.”
As he hesitated, a corner of the gallon container finally burned through.
The gallon can “took off like a rocket.” It went about 100 feet up, then turned and plunged down into the Sierra Designs Tent, exploding on impact.
And that was why he was back in Moscow, buying a new tent.
I hope it is safe to tell this story now.
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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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Jul 20, 2017 - 10:00pm PT
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I thought the first law of comedy was you don't laugh at yer own jokes?
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Ghost
climber
A long way from where I started
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Jul 20, 2017 - 10:04pm PT
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All of my funny posts involve Tami.
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donini
Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
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Jul 21, 2017 - 07:01am PT
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Laughing at your own jokes is the only way to ensure that you get one.
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eeyonkee
Trad climber
Golden, CO
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Topic Author's Reply - Jul 21, 2017 - 07:53am PT
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SteveS already surpassed me on the second post. You can't teach that!
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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Jul 21, 2017 - 08:00am PT
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hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
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Jul 21, 2017 - 02:56pm PT
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ambiguity is my strength. i've aced a bunch of those. when no one touches it ... that's when you know
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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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Jul 21, 2017 - 03:07pm PT
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when no one touches it ... that's when you know
Yes, nothing like the deafening roar of one hand clapping! :-)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jul 21, 2017 - 03:25pm PT
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Sorry, but I'm not desperate enough to go sifting through my 23,831 posts just to come up with a verbal selfie.
Tami has the best verbal laugh, one hand down, if not both. It's guffawesome.
And where did the phrase "hands down" originate, BTW?
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steve s
Trad climber
eldo
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Jul 21, 2017 - 03:53pm PT
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Greg, you set yourself up! Cheers.
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